Chen Guan took out 10 yuan again, but Ma Xiaolong didn't accept it.
"The previous ones were information everyone knows, 10 yuan is fine, but this speculation is my own conclusion, at least this amount." Ma Xiaolong raised a finger.
"One hundred?" Chen Guan asked.
"Guess again, higher." Ma Xiaolong said with a smiling face.
"One thousand?" Chen Guan asked again.
"Ten thousand." Ma Xiaolong had to say it himself.
"How do I know if your information is reliable?" Chen Guan said.
"Definitely unreliable, otherwise how could it be called speculation?" Ma Xiaolong said matter-of-factly.
Chen Guan chuckled helplessly, "You're selling an unreliable speculation to me for ten thousand yuan?"
"That's right." Ma Xiaolong nodded.
"Alright, I'll buy it." Ten thousand yuan is no small amount for an ordinary person, but Chen Guan wanted to hear what Ma Xiaolong could say.
"I don't have that much cash on me, give me a number and I'll transfer it to you after I leave." Chen Guan said.
